To those who've fail'd, in aspiration vast, To unnam'd soldiers fallen in front on the lead, To calm, devoted engineers''"to over-ardent travelers''"to pilots on their ships, To many a lofty song and picture without recognition''"I'd rear a laurel-cover'd monument, High, high above the rest''"To all cut off before their time, Possess'd by some strange spirit of fire, Quench'd by an early death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON CARPACCIO'S PICTURE: THE DREAM OF ST. URSALA; SONNET by AMY LOWELL JOHN WILKES BOOTH AT THE FARM (JANUARY 12, 1848) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS IN A BURYING GROUND by SARA TEASDALE VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 11. HAMBURG by SARA TEASDALE THE IYYOB TRANSLATION FROM 'A-15' by LOUIS ZUKOFSKY |